Bittersweet Feast

Please let me help you bury your dead
 They've made the incision and driven their industry's waste in your head
 The pyres in the distance glow beyond the haze
 The hypocrites bear witness to the end of days
 This is your final warning, a war on freewill is coming
 This disillusion, this ignorant display
 Defies solution and emasculates disdain
 The sheep march to the fire and wait to host the flies
 Their greedy little maggots clean the wounds with pride
 This is your final warning, a war on freewill is coming
 They feast on the meat in bittersweet denial
 And swallow the blood of poisoned truths
 They pick at the meat, a bittersweet feast for all the liars
 In idle servitude the worker pig so sad
 The lizards in wither have risen to censor the thoughts in your head
 The sheep are stoned and quiet choking on the lies
 The lizards feed the fire without compromise
 This is your final warning, a war on freewill is coming
 They feast on the meat in bittersweet denial
 And swallow the blood of poisoned truths
 They pick at the meat, their bittersweet feast
 Begging forgiveness in denial, your misery shows it's face
 You drown in your weakness, the plasphemous river washes away your mistakes
 Please let me help you bury your dead
 They've made the incision and driven their industry's waste in your head
 This is your final warning, the holocaust of thought is dawning
 They feast on the meat in bittersweet denial
 And swallow the blood of poisoned truths
 They pick at the meat, their bittersweet feast
 A bittersweet feast for all the liars